The starry sky at night is dotted with stars, and countless constellations are clearly recognizable.

Xu San sat on a recliner in the courtyard, looking up at the familiar and unfamiliar starry sky, and searching for the names of those constellations in the depths of his memory.

After a long time, he shook his head helplessly and stood up.

It was late at night, and the women of the Xu family, large and small, had fallen into a deep sleep, and the low insect chirping came and went, weaving a beautiful serenade.

I stretched, moved my waist, and slowly walked to the door of the storeroom.

With my right hand on the handle, I suddenly felt nervous.

It felt like the second time I opened the door to this room.

Taking a deep breath, after praying to the Heavenly God and Buddha, Xu San gently pulled open the doorknob.

Or the white light,

The storeroom is still the same, but there are a lot less things inside.

It turned out that those guns and ammunition were basically sent to the Eighth Route Army through the county brigade.

Now there are only those things that are out of step with the times, such as AK47 and Bayi bar.

Xu San has also strengthened a few of these weapons, but none of them have the ability to automatically produce bullets.

Without this skill, ammunition supply is a big problem, so these guns are thrown aside by him.

A closer inspection of the storeroom revealed that nothing new had appeared.

Although he had been prepared, he still sighed.

Sit down in front of the computer, turn on the computer, and prepare to supply the county brigade with ammunition.

Open the software, and a new message appears on the screen: "You have a new purchase inbound order that needs to be reviewed, please enter the procurement management module in time for review." ”

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After seeing this news, Xu San's heart fluctuated, and he knew that what he wanted should have arrived.

I just don't know which one.

Is it a walkie-talkie, or a Katyusha.

Considering the work efficiency of the two monkeys, it is estimated that it should be those hundred sets of walkie-talkies.

I took a deep breath and clicked on the list of purchase and warehousing lists.

A document to be reviewed, isolated in the list.

The system is a Chinese school age, and he is his own small accountant.

Seeing this familiar name, Xu San felt that he was once again associated with that era of peace.

With a nervous mood, I opened the purchase warehousing list, and the newly stored goods appeared in front of me.

100 ordinary walkie-talkies, as well as five intermediate sequences, 113 hand-cranked generators, and a number of common accessories for walkie-talkies.

The mouse slowly moved the "Review" button, paused, and then clicked the left mouse button without hesitation.

With a crisp sound of "popping", Xu San felt the familiar fluctuation again.

Holding on to the desk, he slowly stood up, and then looked back at the row of familiar shelves.

I found that there were already several neat rows of boxes on the shelves.

Walked over and picked up the cardboard box without any markings, it was a bit rudimentary, but Xu San knew that it contained what the Eighth Route Army needed most at this moment.

When I opened the box, there was a simple walkie-talkie in addition to a charger and an instruction manual.

Picked up the walkie-talkie and took a closer look, and there really wasn't any trademark.

Push the switch, and the battery level display is still halfway.

After a simple test, the communication is normal.

Until now, Xu San's heart finally relaxed, but in a cautious manner, he came to disassemble the walkie-talkie.

Because it's inside that's the key.

Although the walkie-talkie is a very simple electronic device, the capacitors, inductors, and motherboards on this side may leave imprints.

After dismantling it, Xu San scolded directly, "MBD, bad review!" ”

As Xu San worried, the inside was not clean.

Many of the components still have their trademarks on them.

But fortunately, these electronic components are basically domestic products, and it is not difficult to dispose of the trademark, which can basically be sanded off with sandpaper.

Picked up the manual and looked at the communication distance, 10-25 km.

It's okay, counting the continuation, it can cover an area of fifty or sixty kilometers in a radius.

I walked back to the computer and checked the communication distance displayed by the system, and found that it was even more than the description on the book.

15-32 km.

Quickly found the middle machine, and used 500 oceans to strengthen the two to LV4, 60-86 km.

Take out a notebook.,Draw two circles on it.,Calculate the area that can be covered by the two middle lines.。

While drawing, mark important strongholds and high grounds.

After just a while, a blank sheet of paper is already a mess.

I sighed and stopped drawing.

Xu San felt that he really didn't have any command talent, and after a while, his head was like a pot of porridge.

Putting down the pen, he turned around and took out 20 sets of walkie-talkies, and walked out of the warehouse.

In the main room and bedroom, Xu San lit the kerosene lamp, and after dimming it up a little, he began to polish the trademark.

The tools are not handy, and the progress of polishing is a bit slow.

After an hour of hard work, it was considered to be finished.

Rubbing his astringent eyes, he found that Sister Hua had gotten up without knowing anything, and was looking at herself curiously next to her at the moment.

Looking at Sister Hua, Xu San smiled embarrassedly, "Did you quarrel with you?" ”

"No, what are you doing here?" Sister Hua looked at the walkie-talkie in Xu San's hand, thought for a while, and asked, "This is the walkie-talkie we use." ”

Xu San put down the tools in his hand, "Yes, although the shell is different, the things inside are almost the same." ”

Sister Hua counted the boxes on the table, "Are there so many?" ”

"It's all, it's new, and it's going to be given to the boss." Then, Xu San briefly explained the content of the "Battle Preparation Order".

After finishing speaking, Xu San turned on a walkie-talkie and continued to polish the trademark.

After a while, Sister Hua said slowly, "Is this going to be a big battle?" ”

"Well, if there is a war, then the entire Jinchaji will be lively."

"So what can we do?"

"Obey orders, spy on intelligence, and keep secrets."

Sister Hua nodded, looked at Xu San's careful movements, and couldn't help asking, "What are you doing here?" ”

For Sister Hua, Xu San was still relieved, so he didn't hide anything, "Polishing off the marks on it, in this way, you can prevent the leakage of some secrets." ”

Looking at the pile of boxes on the table, Sister Hua asked tentatively, "Then what can I do?" ”

He stopped what he was doing and thought for a moment, "Yes, this is very simple, just pay attention to the movement and tap it." Saying that, Xu San moved the stool and flashed a position for Sister Hua.

Picking up a new walkie-talkie, Xu San explained to Sister Hua from the beginning, dealing with this seemingly delicate, but actually very simple job, which is not much rare.

Because of the experience, the second walkie-talkie was processed much faster than the first, and it was already processed in about half an hour.

(End of chapter)